Fenrir: Alright guys! Since I'm still working on Fragments here's another story idea I randomly got. -cough- from the song -cough- Kiss Me -cough- by Six Pence None The Richer -cough- Oh sorry about that, I must be coming down with something.

Sora: -whispers under breath- Yeah right... you're just trying to ditch out on doing homework over the weekend...

Fenrir: What's that?

Sora: Nothing!

Fenrir: Alright since I generously kidnapp- I mean borrowed, Sora from Kingdom Hearts 2 for your viewing pleasure, he will be presenting the Disclaimer. As well as staying stuck here without anything to eat or drink until the end of the story! Isn't that great folks?

Sora: What?!

Fenrir: You heard me! Now get on with the Disclaimer or I'll let you be dragged off in the lawyer's mini van.

Sora: Good! I'll just wait for the authorities to come and rescue me.

Fenrir: They'll make you star in a Kindom Hearts cellphone video game.

Sora: Fenrir78 does not own Negima, the anime, manga, or live action show. All of that belongs to Ken Akamatsu. Neither does she own the rights to the song "Kiss me" or the band Six Pence None The Richer.

Fenrir: See? Was that so hard?

Sora: I hate you so much...


The lights began to dim around a stage standing in the center of a very large room. Sweet silence filled the great void of emptiness that one would often hear after an embarrassing conversation or an awkward moment, right before bursting into laughter at the insanity of it all. But instead of hearing the usual snide chuckle, there was a countdown.

"3...2...1..."

The dimly lit room exploded into a vast sea of vibrant white. Everything glowed in sight, from the very bottom of the wooden structured stage, to the bleachers where a roaring crowd should be waiting. Smoke filled the air from the burning end of a tobacco filled cigar. The flame burned stick was held by a very small talking creature, whom was a color more white than any of the lights stationed around his large studio. His snowy white fur scrunched up as he inhaled and quickly turned back to a silky smooth exterior as he let out his breath. Black beaded eyes opening at long last, the ermine let out his show business stance.

He ignored everyone around him to give off the perfect impression. Just as he practiced the night before he let out his well recited speech. The little raspy voice of his echoing out to the entire room through his headset.

"Welcome to our show, Blind Date! Today we will be monitoring three unsuspecting couples, unknown to them who their lucky lady or man will be." The ermine announced clearly. The chime of his voice rang through to the watching viewers, although no applause awarded him back. Slightly alarmed, he kept continuing at his same pace.

"I am your host, Albert Chamomile, and- WHERE IS EVERYBODY!!?"

True to his words, the bleachers were completely deserted. His beloved fans were nowhere in sight. Only two girls were currently present. Satsuki Yotsuba, a student from Class 2-A, a flawless member of the Mahora cooking club. The chef was lying on her side asleep, turns out her dorm room's still being fixed after a certain 'accident'. The other was another teenaged girl from the same homeroom, the infamous Baka Pink, Makie Sasaki. The gymnast watched in awe and spoke out like a pure dumb blonde, some even say blonde used to be her true original hair color until she tried to change it to brown. And being the idiot that she is, she accidently bought pink dye. Turns out it was a permanent change.

"Oh my god! That kitty just spoke!" She pointed in amazement.

Chamo sweat dropped.

"This is it!? This is my audience?" The ermine complained bitterly. He folded his arms in distaste at the turn of events and sat there for a few moments.

Just brushing it off and continuing, he swallowed the lump clogging his throat, and tried to imagine Makie in her underwear, the classic trick to help any nervous human being speaking in public overcome their fears. Although for Chamo, it was more of his perverted mind acting out of balance.

"Alright... let's just move on..." He spoke with a blush, and turned his back to hide the unspeakable amount of blood gushing from his nose.

Holding up a black remote, Chamo pressed a red button at the corner. Rising down from the ceiling was a giant sized wide-screen HD tv screen. The best in quality money could buy. It's mere size took up half of the room. Too bad his burning dollar bills suffered in vain without any audience to gaze in amazement. Almost reaching up to wipe a tear away at the thousands of dollars he wasted for nothing, he just advanced further and turned on the set until a picture slowly waved into view. It was a quiet settlement right on Mahora campus, the dorm rooms.

"Let's take a look at our first couple."

With another press of a button, the camera angle switched closer down until it reached the front of the doors as two young youths staggered into sight. Both of them masked in blindfolds.

Two girls of the cheerleading squad, Sakurako Shiina and Misa Kakizaki, moved onto the set and grabbed either blind contestant until they removed their blindfolds completely. Quickly they both dipped out of the camera shot and away from the newly found couple. They didn't want to be held responsible for the act.

"Oww... what happened?" The brown haired boy rubbed his scalp sorely. Somebody had hit him over the head with something really hard and pointy, a rock perhaps?

"When I get my hands on whoever did this, I swear I'm gonna-" The girl quickly blinked a few times before her vision came too.

"N-Negi?! What are you doing here?"

"Eh!? Asuna?"

Both the teacher and student had already jumped back in surprise. First they were jumped on by surprise, then they were led outside by who the heck knows, and now this. Even more surprising were their current conditions. Negi was still banged up and bruised from his training with Evangeline. The boy had just parted from his training partner, Kotaro, as they both went their separate ways home. The sharp blow to the head was enough to knock him out, being as fatigued as he was not even his senses could pick up the mysterious stranger who had captured him.

Asuna was stuck in her pajama's. Having to deliver papers tomorrow, she had gone to bed early. At first she heard the door creak open, assuming it was just Konoka or Negi she just ignored it. Until a strong arm yanked her out from the top bunk and guised her eyes with a thick black ribbon. Much cursing and fighting was followed.

Chamo just smirked. He spoke through his headgear so that the two confused teens could understand completely.

"Save it for the date. After all this is the entire point of the setup." He told them, making the now announced couple freak out even more.

"WHAT!!?" Asuna jumped back.

"C-Chamo?! Is that you?" Negi responded more calmly.

"Hey there Aniki. I know you haven't made up your mind on who you want to be your permanent partner yet, but here's a way to speed up the process! Welcome to Blind Date!" He answered.

"D-Date?!" Negi shouted out in alarm, he was already blushing pure crimson.

"What the hell is this supposed to be!?" Asuna screamed, her face beaming cherry red.

"I just told you Ane-san, it's a D-A-T-E!" Chamo told her, taking another intake of his cigar.

Asuna just stood there in a mix up of emotions, her hands were clenched into tight fists, and her heterochromia eyes were hidden behind her bangs. You couldn't tell wether or not she was upset, angry, or in some strange manner, happy. But for now, let's go with enraged.

"A date, huh?"

Asuna walked off of camera view, leaving behind a dumbfounded Negi standing alone in the dark. Chamo just stared at the screen in question.

"Hey, where'd she go?" The ermine asked. His answer was met with silence. One of his main characters of the show has just wandered off the set. This wasn't good. It took a lot of bribing to get those cheerleaders to do his dirty work, and he didn't exactly have anymore free karaoke tickets left to pay them with. What bad luck he ended up with. Well, he should have known that from the start when nobody showed up to see his performance.

Breaking the quiet atmosphere, the doors busted open to reveal that Asuna had easily found his hidden studio. Her eyes were still sheltered behind locks of her hair, but Chamo could feel the burning inferno the girl was giving off.

"A-Ane-san?" He called out in fear.

"A date you say..." Asuna said.

Chamo swallowed another hard lump in his throat, but this one wasn't from disappointment as before. He knew what was coming and it wasn't going to be pretty.

The redhead had viciously grabbed the small creature's neck and was preparing to rip him to shreds. Her fingers wrapped around his snowy white fur to get a better grip as well as a stronger squeeze against his windpipe. Chamo was literally drained from all oxygen in the air. His face paled to a dark blue.

"I'll show you a date!!"

Asuna's eyes were revealed at last, and words couldn't describe the amount of rage and intensity that filled them. She flew completely off the handle and began pulverizing the ermine. An array of pained screams exploded, and a dish out of severe Mortal Kombat rated violence blew into proportion. Zazie Rainyday stood in front of the camera with a blue sign that read "Please Stand By" to block out the Adult content. But that still didn't stop the shouting in back from being cut off. It was enough to make your skin cringe. Like the same feeling you get when you try and watch a Happy Tree Friends short. Oh those poor, poor animals... why do they even call it "Happy" anyway?

When the fighting was halted to a stop, and Asuna was separated from Chamo completely, everything still remained in motion. Although a slight change in gears was needed.

"Sayo, take care of the camera work for me, will you?" A dark red-haired girl walked into play. Instead of using the same equipment as Chamo, she held onto a gray microphone, and quickly adjusted it's preferences.

Holding the device up to her lips, the girl gave a big grin and spoke in a cheery fashion, but not Makie Sasaki cheery.

"Because our host is still recovering from an unfortunate accident, I'll be your new announcer, Kazumi Asakura!" She spoke into the mic, receiving a small clap of approval from Makie and just a louder vocal snore from Satsuki. Kazumi's ghost friend handling the camera gave the paparazzi's signature thumbs up, and Asakura moved on.

"Next we will be presenting couple number two! And the lucky contestants are-"


Fenrir: Hooray for cliff hangers!!

Sora: Can I go home now?

Fenrir: No way! This story is long from over.

Sora: awww... oh wait! That's right! If anyone's reading this, please come and help me! I'm in-

Fenrir: Oh my bad, I accidently threw my PS3 controller at his head. Silly me... Well I'll be updating soon, so please press that shiny button below, will you?